"The weapon that dropped the meteorite that day was created by old friend Mo? Who is it? Tell me quickly, Your Highness!" The young man was shocked and asked again and again.
"I don't dare to confirm it until I see this person."
"I'm not sure what you said you were here for?"
"Your Highness, don't forget that kind of powerful crossbow!"
"What? Isn't that crossbow a treasure that Mr. Mo sent to His Highness?"
"The person who created the strong crossbow is none other than the old minister's old friend."
"What? There is such a strange person in the world? Why didn't Mr. Mo introduce him earlier?"
Mr. Mo smiled: "This person has been in the capital for a long time, and it is difficult for us to get close to him. Now this person is among the martial arts coalition attacking the city. The old minister is willing to lead the Mo family slaves to invite this person back. As long as he attacks his heart, there will be one day. The sun can be used by His Highness."
"Is he from the imperial court?"
"This man has a very high character and will never give in to others. This time he acted for the imperial court because he was coerced by the imperial court. Your Highness can rest assured that I will find a way to recruit him to surrender."
"Then go quickly, don't let the soldiers in Nancheng kill him by mistake."
"If we want to capture this person, we need the Mo family slaves to join forces. If my Mo family slaves evacuate from the front line, I am afraid that Xicheng will not be able to defend it. Therefore, the old minister suggested that His Highness evacuate Chengdu first. The mountain road to Zhongshu is difficult to walk, even if the Tang army Even if we capture Chengdu, we don’t dare to go deep into the middle of Sichuan to clear out the enemy. If we can master the weapons of the meteorite that fell that day, it is no less than mastering a million-strong army, so why should we care about the gains and losses in one day?"
The young man was a little unwilling, pacing around, and finally made a decision, stamping his feet heavily: "Prepare your carriage and horses immediately, Your Highness is leaving Chengdu."
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Under the Xicheng City, a black shadow shuttled back and forth among the rebellious troops. Counting a few minutes, hundreds of Tang soldiers had died in the hands of this black shadow.
This man had a clear goal, specializing in attacking soldiers who used battering rams. Seeing that the west gate was about to be breached, because of this man's appearance, no one could control the battering ram.
"General, that's a master of the Holy Lotus Sect!" Li Miao pointed to the city gate with a solemn expression.
Li Jing had already discovered this person.
At the same time, in this chaotic battle, there are several other people who are very difficult to deal with.
Obviously, these are powerful figures in the Holy Lotus Sect.
If it weren't for these people, the city gate would have been breached long ago, and Li Jing was a little helpless.
The biggest difference between the Tang army and the Holy Lotus Sect army may be the ratio of troops.
The combat effectiveness of the Tang army was relatively average, with little awareness between soldiers and good coordination.
On the contrary, the Holy Lotus Sect's army is mostly temporary militiamen with little combat effectiveness and only empty numbers.
But powerful people are particularly powerful. In the imperial court, even in the secret imperial division, there are very few people who are opponents, let alone in the army.
Li Jing had no one to use, so he looked at the guards on his left and right: "Go to the city gate for reinforcements and continue to use the battering ram to break through the door!"
One of the guards was shocked: "General, we are leaving, what about your safety..."
"How can I care about anyone at this moment? Go quickly!"
"yes!"
Li Miao personally led the team and led Li Jing's bodyguard team towards the city.
The black shadow struck again, and the guards were more cautious. Each held a shield to defend themselves, but they could barely resist it.
There was finally a relay of soldiers on the side of the battering ram. The battering ram had just hit twice and was killed by a rain of arrows from the Holy Lotus Sect.
"No! General, it's difficult to break the door like this!"
The deputy general looked a little anxious.
Li Jing also wiped the sweat on his forehead. At this time, he was also a little nervous.
If you can't defeat the city even with such a good opportunity, it will be even harder to win in the future.
At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the west city gate, and the violent explosion blew the city gate away, and the battering ram was also blown up.
The air wave blew away the black shadow, sparks burst out, and the guards and Li Miao all fell to the ground.
With this loud noise, everyone around was stunned. No one could understand what it was! They just saw a black ball falling, which looked like the rolling stone of a catapult. According to this power, it was many times more powerful than the rolling stone of a catapult.
!
"boom!"
There was another cannon blast, and a cannonball landed on the west city tower, directly blowing a hole in the city wall!
This time, Cheng Yaojin, who was standing on the tower and covered in blood from the killings, saw it and pointed to the south: "It's from over there! It's those gangsters!"
"General, this is the divine cannon of the Bai Song Dynasty!" Li Miao stood up and hissed at Li Jing.
Li Jing was stunned, thinking that this was the Shenwu Cannon? Isn't it too outrageous?!
The city gate that they couldn't break through, where hundreds of people died, actually broke open in an instant! And the city wall, a huge stone three meters thick, blasted out a hole that can accommodate three or four people in with one shot?
!And it’s so far away that no one can even see it...
Li Jing felt chills in his heart, but things have happened, the city gate that has been undefeatable for a long time has been broken open, and everyone's opportunity has come!
Li Jing knew that time waits for no one, and this was not the time to shock others.
"The whole army attacks! Attack the city!"
The crowds are surging, and the Tang army is as powerful as a rainbow!
Chengdu, which had not been conquered for half a year, was finally conquered today!
Li Jing's side was full of momentum, but Bai Song's side was already in dire straits!
Bai Song's brocade clothes were stained with blood, his murderer's hand was numb, and he was trembling slightly while holding the scimitar.
Only now did Bai Song understand that killing people would really lead to numbness, and people would lose their direction on the battlefield.
But he still has the only clear belief in his heart!
This belief is very simple, protect the Shenwu Cannon to the death!
Let the Shenwu Cannon play its maximum role.
Bai Song found the disciples of Longshan Mountain and the three Iron Palm Peaks.
Bai Song asked his three disciples to control the Shenwu cannon and fire as much as possible.
At this time, Bai Song could no longer tell where the artillery fire had landed, and the only thing he could do was to keep killing people.
Bai Song didn't know any complicated moves, but in the chaos of the army, his true energy became an inexhaustible source of power, and all actions were controlled by instinct.
At this moment, Bai Song was like a demon, frightening the enemy. His danger level was no less than that of the major leaders who were trapped around him.
I don't know how long it took, but no one dared to step forward in the area where Bai Song and Long Shanshan were located, and there was an open space.
Everyone looked at these two people with frightened expressions on their faces and did not dare to come any closer.
Bai Song gasped and made no move.
The disciples from the Iron Palm Peak behind came and said, "Leader, we have no more shells!"
Bai Song grinned and swallowed a mouthful of blood that someone left on his face: "Humph, that's fine, then it has completed its mission."
"Don't retreat! Charge me!"
In the enemy formation, someone shouted.
The enemy troops that had just paused rushed towards Bai Song again.
"Come if you are not afraid of death!"
Bai Song shouted, no longer thinking about the Shenwu cannon, and he no longer had any ties to it. Now he was advancing instead of retreating, charging straight towards the enemy.
Bai Song raised his sword and fell, and several more people fell to the ground.
Bai Song suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his abdomen, and his own blood splashed onto his hands.
Bai Song was stunned and looked at his own blood on his hand. It seemed to be different from other people's blood. It was so obvious!
An unknown fire surged from the bottom of his heart. Bai Song roared and grabbed the throat of the enemy in front of him!
The veins on Bai Song's forehead seemed to burst, his mind was buzzing, and he wanted to just cut the neck of this guy without eyes.
The other party was so frightened that he cried. His throat was pinched and he couldn't shout a word. He was crying and full of fear.
Bai Song didn't hesitate at all, but when he saw the enemy's tears, he suddenly became confused. He noticed that this man's clothes were not the military uniforms of the Holy Lotus Sect, but ordinary coarse linen clothes, just like ordinary people.
Bai Song looked around and found that many of the corpses lying around him were dressed like this...
He lowered his head and looked at his abdomen. What was stuck on it was not a long knife, but a pitchfork that was used by ordinary people to tidy up haystacks...
